The U-haul Debacle

Don't forget to check out James' post. He skimmed over the U-haul debacle, so I'm left filling in the blanks.

The plan was, indeed, for me to drop James off at a friend's house so they could ride up to Kirksville together. James would drive the Suburban home, and his buddy would follow (in case parts started flying off on the highway or something). In the weeks leading up to this, I kept commenting that this truck doesn't even run. Hubby just laughed and said, "Why do you think that? It runs." Midweek, James gets a call from the owner saying he "will get it running".

More comments from me about buying a truck that doesn't run carried us through the rest of the week.

Saturday morning, James gets a call from the owner saying he got it running... but it won't stay running. The guy would "feel better" if James would trailer it home. It bothers the guy enough that he offers to take $200 off the price to cover the cost of the U-haul. I made a few comments regarding the fact that the guy has been telling James to trailer this 'burb from the get-go, and again... why?

James gets more excited as he makes arrangements to pick up a U-haul in Kirksville. We load the boys in the car and head to our friend's place to start thier little adventure. HOWEVER, U-haul calls back.

**I feel it is my duty, a this point, to express how wonderful the St. Peters U-haul office is. This guy jumped through hoops to help James rent from another U-haul location.**

Anyway, Kiksville doesn't have the trailer we need. The guys will have to pick one up from another location along the way.

Change of plans: I am now driving to Wright City to pick up our friend, then to Montgumery City to pick up the trailer, then home. When we got to Montgomery city, though, the price had changed to over $280. "That's okay" they say, call dispatch Monday morning for a partial refund, "It should be no problem".

James and his buddy load up and head out... but not before James takes my debit card. See, he needs to stop for cash at an ATM, but never got his PIN number when we got new cards a year ago. So I drive home... at two o'clock... with two hungry kids... no money for lunch... and less than a quarter tank of gas.

No one enjoyed that ride home.